For thousands of years man has wondered,
How the moon came into being.
As we look up at its ghostly glow,
We can't help but feel what we're seeing.
King David watched his beloved, Bath Sheba,
While she bathed in the moonlight so bright.
He fell in love and had to possess her,
Then sent her husband to die in a fight.
The moon itself has shown to be lifeless,
Though it enhances the beauty of the dark
The daily rise and fall of the oceans waters
Have followed the moon since before Noah's Ark.
From the very first time man took refused,
And peered out at the moon in the night.
Acts of love, lust, hate and human sorrow,
Have been committed in the presence of its light.
I don't care if man has walked the moon,
For most, it retains its mystic power,
So turn off the TV and go forth in the night,
And partake its beauty regardless of hour.
Tom Zart
Author of
Love, War And More
Published by
Publish America
